《Montreal》歌词

[00:05:52] Montreal - Kari Bremnes

[00:05:52] I saw that she was rather young.

[00:05:52] She was standing at the counter of a dusty old arcade.

[00:05:52] She must have weighed at least 200 pounds,

[00:05:52] But everything she sold was slim and finely made.

[00:05:52] I'd seen nothing so enchanting for so long.

[00:05:52] This was Montreal, I was hiding from the rain.

[00:05:52] She wore black fingernails and went right into a song,

[00:05:52] As she slowly came to me with this refrain:

[00:05:52] I'm selling all my mother's clothes:

[00:05:52] Her lingerie, her skirts and coats.

[00:05:52] Her beauty was as pure as this affair is sordid.

[00:05:52] I'm selling all my mother's clothes,

[00:05:52] And, yes, I find it morbid.

[00:05:52] She chain-smoked as she handled dark velour.

[00:05:52] These hand-made things she showed me in her dramatic fashion.

[00:05:52] She saw for me these clothes held an allure,

[00:05:52] The moir茅 and silk seemed to stir my passion.

[00:05:52] It was Dior, it was Chanel, a certain cut, a seamless seam.

[00:05:52] The black-nailed girl could clearly see my weakness.

[00:05:52] A weakness fed by a strange and sensuous dream.

[00:05:52] With a joyless laugh she said those lines again:

[00:05:52] I'm selling all my mother's clothes:

[00:05:52] Her lingerie, her skirts and coats.

[00:05:52] Her beauty was as pure as this affair is sordid.

[00:05:52] I'm selling all my mother's clothes,

[00:05:52] And, yes, I find it morbid.

[00:05:52] She showed me last a handbag made of velvet.

[00:05:52] In it were expensive stones like amethyst and jade.

[00:05:52] Black sapphires had been shaped just like a rose.

[00:05:52] For the funeral of a lover her mother had them made.

[00:05:52] It probably was Paris where he died, is what she said,

[00:05:52] As this big forgotten daughter glanced towards the window.

[00:05:52] I'll sell the sapphires cheap, the man's long dead!

[00:05:52] With a vacant laugh she gave those lines again:

[00:05:52] I'm selling all my mother's clothes:

[00:05:52] Her lingerie, her skirts and coats.

[00:05:52] Her beauty was as pure as this affair is sordid.

[00:05:52] I'm selling all my mother's clothes,

[00:05:52] And, yes, I find it morbid.